Chapter 409

She has other things these days, so she is not in a hurry to go back to work.

Nanqiao changes shoes at the entrance. Mo Beicheng suddenly hugs her from behind and sticks to her side face: "how many days have you not exercised?"

Sister GUI has something to do with her family. She asked for leave.

That's why he held her in the living room with his hands still on her.

Nanqiao pressed his hand and frowned in protest: "Mo Beicheng."

"I'm talking about fitness. Didn't you find a fitness coach?" The man buried his face in the back of her neck, gave her a kiss, and then chuckled, "where do you want to go, eh?"

Nanqiao: "I'm not sure."

She broke free from his arms: "it's hard for you not to think that way."

The man is hooking lip to smile, "which respect?"

Nanqiao ignored him, but after two steps he was hugged by Mo Beicheng, "why do I have to go to Futong?"

Nanqiao coldly glanced at the position of Mo Beicheng's crotch, where it is now very calm, not as bold as last night, she said: "I can't let people say that my man is an embroidered pillow, which is not good for you."

Mo Beicheng narrowed his eyes and said, "embroidered pillow? "It's not good to see, it's not good to use?"

As he spoke, he showed Mori's white teeth.

He bent down, holding Nanqiao, like carrying a sack, threw it on his shoulder, and quickly walked up to the second floor.

FALSE.

liar.

Is it so difficult to say a moving word?

His shoulder muscles were as hard as a stone, and Nanjo's head was down, dizzy, and he almost didn't throw it out.

Mo Beicheng threw Nanqiao on the bed, covered her and put his hands on both sides of her body. "Are you so stupid when you fall in love with Lu Yan?"

To be stupid is to praise her.

Nanqiao: "I'm not sure."

She didn't quite understand him.

In terms of emotional intelligence, she really doesn't have much attainments. Lu Yan is not a good lover either. As for Mo Beicheng

He said, the only one let her moved by the love words, probably that sentence: my shoulder has always been, as long as you are willing to rely on.

Mo Beicheng touched her hair, "brain tube EQ, cerebellum tube sex, Shen Nanqiao, you should go to play a brain CT."

Nanqiao frowned and said, "go away."

Mo Beicheng low smile, close to kiss her: "now."

Nanqiao later thought vaguely that she might really need to do brain CT.

Why not refuse.

……

Mo Beicheng had a recanalization operation. Nanqiao went with him.

The doctor explained to Nanqiao and Mo Beicheng the success rate of the anastomosis, the rate of recanalization, the rate of re pregnancy, and the possible complications. Then he took out the consent for the operation and turned it to the place where the family members signed: "if there is no problem, sign here."

Nanqiao took the pen to sign, she wrote very seriously, stroke by stroke, serious.

After signing, Mo Beicheng lay on a stretcher and was sent to the operating room.

At the door, Nanqiao held his hand and said solemnly: "even if you fail, it's OK. I won't dislike you."

The recovery rate is not 100%.

Mo Beicheng

He sneered, raised his hand to wring her ear, "you really can push your nose on your face."

Nanqiao was hurt by him, frowning and standing in the same place.

Mo Beicheng was pushed into the operating room.

The time of recanalization is very short, more than half an hour.

It's not general anesthesia. When he came out of the operating room, Mo Beicheng was still awake. His thin lips were tight and his face was not happy.

The service attitude of the private hospital was good. After being sent to the VIP ward, the doctor repeated the precautions carefully.

After the doctor left, Nanqiao went to lift the thin blanket on Mo Beicheng's body to see the situation. He held his hand and said in a poor tone: "as a woman, can you be a little more reserved? Do you want a man's face

Nanqiao pursed her thin lips.

She can see that Mo Beicheng has been in a bad mood since he came out of the operating room, but she doesn't know why.

"It's not like I haven't seen it."

Mo Beicheng was speechless because of her natural attitude

He flicked Nanjo's hand away. "I'm hungry."

South Joe no longer tangled to lift his quilt: "I'll buy you porridge, the doctor said you should eat light during this period of time."

Mo Beicheng said, "yes." he doesn't care what he eats. He's not picky.

……

There are a lot of food near the hospital, but they are all small restaurants with poor sanitary conditions. Nanqiao was afraid of unsanitary conditions, so he took a taxi to a restaurant that Mo Beicheng often went to.